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Nightbound

Lords of the Darkyn

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New York Times bestselling author Lynn Viehl continues her captivating Lords of the Darkyn saga, as a warrior of hidden legacy is finally allowed to enter the fray….

Beaumaris of York has many secrets. No human can know that he’s an immortal Darkyn assigned to Knight’s Realm, the Kyn stronghold disguised as a medieval theme park. And none of his brethren can discover that he’s a half-breed, rescued from slavery as a child. Lately Beau has been yearning for action—and he’s about to find it with his new mission.

Brilliant archaeologist Dr. Alys Stuart is infamous for her extraordinary theories—especially those concerning the mysterious Knights Templar—and she is unaware that her research is funded by the Kyn coffers. When the Kyn sends a vexingly good-looking man to assist—and protect—her, she doesn’t expect the surge of attraction she feels for him.

When a powerful Templar artifact surfaces, Alys and Beau must trust each other enough to stop mankind’s greed for immortality from sparking a war between mortals and Kyn that will destroy the world.

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Dear Reader Letter

Hi Everyone,

In my new novel Nightbound, archaeologist Dr. Alys Stuart begins searching for proof that Templars came to America to hide a priceless treasure that may contain the secret to eternal youth. Alys has no idea, however, that Beau, the new site manager for her project, is secretly an immortal warrior on his own quest.

While writing this book I realized it can often be tough to tell who’s human and who’s not, so the next time you run into a handsome and mysterious guy, here are ten ways to tell if he’s immortal:

He has no medical or life insurance, and when you ask if he’s made out his will, he only chuckles.

He refers to a fifty-year home mortgage as a “quick loan.”

He has no gray hair, no wrinkles, and no age spots, but speaks fondly of the many times he saw the Beatles live in concert.

When you ask when his birthday is, he asks which calendar you’re using, Julian or Gregorian.

He refers to the United Kingdom as “Britannia”, Germany as “Germania”, and America as “Vinland”.

He can’t figure out how to use a smart phone, a GPS or an e-reader, but he can brew ale, shoe a horse and make a long bow out of your curtain rods.

When you mention someone you caught stealing at work red-handed, he asks what sort of berries you used to dye the thief’s hand red, and when the public flogging will take place.

When you ask him what time it is, he has to go out in the yard and look at your sundial.

If you have a headache instead of getting the aspirin he offers to brew you some willow bark tea (and it works.)

When you get married and the preacher asks him to repeat the wedding vows, he skips over the line with “until death do us part.”